My wife and I just finished having some very wild sex. It was a bit different from our usual style. It was caused by events that have never occurred to me, or my wife. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me start at the beginning:
The evening started very innocently. I was hosting "guys night," a poker game with my old pals. We used to play every month, but it seems that in recent years we all were getting busy with careers and families. Even though it turned into four times a year, it was always very fun. There was plenty of laughs and plenty of alcohol. During a brief intermission, the guys had asked to see my latest addition in the basement, a half bath and sauna.
When I turned the light on, I noticed that Julie had left her lingerie to air dry on the shower door and towel racks. While the guys were supposed to be concentrating on my handy work, their eyes kept looking at her sheer bras hanging up. Well, guys being guys, and alcohol doing its' job, they immediately lost all interest in the new construction, and were eyeing up the sexy bras. She did sport some sexy, sheer lingerie. White ones, black, and a sheer beige bra that you can read the news paper thru. I was proud of her and her sexy undies. Even Joe, who used to date her before I married her, said, "Man, she never wore anything like this when I knew her."
"Ya," I added, "She started this awhile ago, when she lost weight. Now she loves this, the sexier the better." Then I made the mistake of saying that I had quite a few pictures and even a homemade video of her modeling all her stuff. It was our private little fantasy. She'd do the sexiest modeling she could, we'd watch it and then make wild love.
This drove the guys nuts. For the rest of the evening, all they talked about was the pictures and the video. They begged and begged. I was very tempted. I was getting weaker. I loved the idea that the guys were turned on by my wife. However, I knew that if I showed them, and Julie found out, my little private shows would be over for good.
About three seconds before I caved in, Julie came home from her girlfriends. It must have indirectly sent a signal for the guys to leave. I did notice that all the guys were mentally undressing Julie as they were getting ready to leave. Joe was the last one. He really seemed interested in her, well to be more specific, what she was wearing under her clothes. He didn't take his eyes off her. She of course, was looking very good, jet black hair, newly defined body with very nice 34C's. She was wearing short cutoff jeans, with a snug fitting pastel t-shirt.
I could tell instantly, that Julie was also feeling pretty good, and had a few more drinks than normal. She told Joe that the Highway Patrol was out in full force and should wait for a while before he left. He readily agreed and grabbed another beer. "You might as well sleep on the couch," I told him, "No sense in getting a DWI."
Joe then blurted out, "Ya, maybe then I can see the secret pictures and video." My face went pale. I saw Julies face turn red.
"What secret pictures?" She snapped.
I tried to explain, in a calming and methodical manner. "Well the guys were looking at the new bathroom, they saw your sheer bras hanging to dry. Well, you know how drunk guys get. I was kind of digging the attention, and it slipped about the video. I DIDN"T show them."
"OHHHHHHH ya!" added Joe.
I was shocked to witness Julie as she went from mad to flattered in about two seconds. I could see the effect of alcohol on her too. "Really!" she said. "So that's why the boys were starring at my chest!"
"OHHHHHHH ya!" he said again.
"Is there any pizza left?" She asked and headed for the kitchen. I followed her and talked to her in the kitchen, I told her that it really was an accident, and that I didn't betray her trust in me. She surprised me by turning around and grabbing my crotch. It was somewhat stiff, "looks like this turns you on a bit," she said with a sly smile.
"Ya," was all I could say.
"Well," she said with a seductive smile, "Let me tell you a secret, it's making me a little horny too."
I was, shocked, surprised and excited, all at the same time.
" I didn't know that the guys found me all that sexy," she said as she closed the refrigerator door and opened three more beers.
" Oh baby," I bragged, "That's ALL they talked about, for hours. All night, every pot, they wanted me to add pictures instead of money. If you were a stripper, you'd be very rich. They offered cash, just to see your modeling pictures."
"Really? Just because of some sheer bras?" She then looked to see that she was hidden from Joes' sight, and lifted her shirt, showing me her white sheer bra. She rubbed her breasts lightly, teasingly.
I could see her wheels spinning. "Are you sure that you like these?" She asked me. Again, I put her hand on my hard cock. She smiled a devilish smile. "Really?"
I reassured her. "Honey, I'm confused. While I should be mad and protective, I'm also turned on by the idea of the idea of them seeing our secret pictures. I wanted to show them soooo bad. Is that weird?"
She smiled and shook her head no. "In spite of being just a shy girl, deep down, I like the attention."
"You're kind of brave, with Joe in the other room, showing me your bra," I mocked gently.
"Dare me?" She asked.
"Yes. I dare you to take Joe his beer without your shirt. Show him your sheer bra," I said quickly.
She whipped off her t-shirt, blew me a kiss and walked into the other room.
For one of the few times since I knew him, Joe was speechless. He just sat and started at her. He looked at me for approval. "All right!"
She walked back into the kitchen. She smiled like the cat that just ate the bird. "Any more dares?" She looked stunning. Standing there with her short jeans and a white sheer bra. Her nipples were hard and very clearly showing thru the thin material.
